The Register
Tell us you're here.
The village has been waiting.
The village has been waiting.
or by your own path
Already a citizen? Come back in.
Back to the village
One more thing.
Tell us a little more
before we sign you in.
before we sign you in.
Alba remembers birthdays. We also need to know you are old enough to be here.
Welcome back.
The village remembers you.
or by email
Forgotten your password?
New to Weavermere? Sign the register.
Back to the village
Check your messages.
We've sent you a message.
Open it and follow the path inside.
Once confirmed, the village is yours.
Open it and follow the path inside.
Once confirmed, the village is yours.
Back to the village
On its way.
A message is heading to you now.
Open it and follow the link inside.
It will bring you straight back in.
Open it and follow the link inside.
It will bring you straight back in.
Back to the village
You're in.
I've been waiting for you.
While Weavermere finds its feet, your membership is free. Full access to everything: the Library, the Circle, the Brightening, all of it.
97 seats. Not a round number. Not an arbitrary one. 97 is a prime, the largest below one hundred. It cannot be divided, cannot be broken into anything smaller than itself. It has stood alone since numbers began. Like the people who find their way here.
In return I ask one thing. Come back twice a week. This is a living village. If a seat goes quiet for too long, it passes to someone waiting.
If that suits you, your seat is yours.
— Alba
